This is a story about you, a boy who has been on the road of revenge all his life ever since his parents were killed by a low life criminal named Roman Torchwick. He is filled with a terrifying power and people have feared him because of it. People...
(Be for we begin this is my first fan fiction so sorry if it's bad so let's get down to your character description
Hight: 5'8
Hair color: your choice
Hair length: your choice
Eye color: your choice
Age: 14
Now let's get down to your weapon and outfit. Your weapon is a hand made sword from your grandfather
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And this is your outfit
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Ok then let's get to the story)
You are laying down in bed you keep having a dream about entering beacon but you know that's not going to happen anytime soon, you hear an explosion go off outside of your apartment, you quickly run to your window and you stare at the dust shop that's around the corner from your apartment you think to your self "I'll get you this time" you grab you sword which is called mysterious. you vault out your window and land on a building you do some parkour witch your grandfather taught you. You jump to a building and nearly mange to make it
F/n: "oh no no no no!"
You landed on your face but you still made it to a building next to the dust shop You get up and look over the ledge to see a beautiful red haired girl with a black dress like outfit and a red cloak fighting a bunch of thugs with a huge scythe, you quickly jump down to help her
"???: who are you"
F/n: "the names F/N)"
You pull out your sword and attack one of the guys that was fighting the girl
Ruby: the names ruby rose"
F/n: "nice to me you miss rose"
You roll over Ruby's back and kick one of the thugs in the stomach you see ruby stand up you rub your nape and chuckle a little as ruby looks at you in awe you quickly turn around due to the sound of a Cain hitting the floor
